HUGGING A TREE
Before I leave for New York, I would just like to show you some installations that I discovered at the College des Bernadins. I have showed you this before (25th May 2012, Michel Blazy and Foam) and as I was on my way home from a disappointing exhibition at the Louvre on Mexican 15th and 16th century art I decided to pop into the College.
In all cultures, the tree symbolises life, its force, longevity, beauty and fertility. It accompanies our imagination. It symbolises man himself. This installation was called «The Tree of Life». I would think that the artists who were represented here questioned their life style and the sense of life. Every time I have a chance to hug a tree - I do so. It wasn’t possible here but the set up in the nave was bark - what sounds could you make from it? Running fingers up and down? The children there - and they were very young - were enjoying every squeak. A teacher asked me to join in. I didn’t but I should have....
So just a few pictures of how some artists installed their trees......
In all cultures, the tree symbolises life, its force, longevity, beauty and fertility. It accompanies our imagination. It symbolises man himself. This installation was called «The Tree of Life». I would think that the artists who were represented here questioned their life style and the sense of life. Every time I have a chance to hug a tree - I do so. It wasn’t possible here but the set up in the nave was bark - what sounds could you make from it? Running fingers up and down? The children there - and they were very young - were enjoying every squeak. A teacher asked me to join in. I didn’t but I should have....
So just a few pictures of how some artists installed their trees......
Difficult to hug but tempting.... |
A tree to ride |
Run your fingers along that bark..... |
Trees..... |
A tree house.... |
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